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Escort Services: Chapter 2 - Temptation

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Everyone in the room was silent. Their jaws seemed to be dislodged from their mouths in shock. Emma chuckled quietly while she ran her eyes over the women in the room. Ruby let out an abrupt squeal. "Oh my god! You were a hooker!" She exclaimed with her a wide grin in near disbelief.

"I think I'm going to faint." Snow breathed out while raising her hand up to her forehead. Regina couldn't suppress a cheeky grin at Snow White's admission. She gently nudged her wife to gain her attention.

"Good one, dear. You're going to make your mother fall unconscious." She uttered quietly into Emma's ear. The blond shrugged casually.

"She said we couldn't lie." Emma muttered back before quickly placing a chaste kiss on Regina's nose. She smiled at the loving gesture she had become so accustomed to and in return laced her fingers through Emma's. They both faced the muttering group in front of them.

"What a way to meet your true love..." Mother Superior chuckled at the baseball incident along with the other fairies.

"I know right..." Snow mumbled.

Kathryn grinned, "Regina I can't believe you put her in jail!" She shook her head. Everyone laughed at her statement.

"Ok, so maybe I overreacted...a little." She confessed reluctantly and heard Emma scoff next to her.

"Look, there's another understatement of the year." She chuckled along with everyone else. Regina turned to face her and raised an unimpressed eyebrow. Emma squeezed her hand and gave her a warm smile which seemed to calm down the brunette.

Snow placed her hands on her hips, "Emma, don't you know it's rude to ask people what their bra size is?" She exclaimed but couldn't help the small smile that tugged on her lips. Regina ducked her head in slight embarrassment and leaned into Emma. Meanwhile, Ruby and Ashley were both having a laughing fit.

Emma looked at her incredulously, "Of course I do! I just wanted to get her worked up and you know what?..." She trailed with an annoyed expression across her face.

Ashley had recovered from her fit of laughter, "What?" She smiled.

"Regina never told me her bra size, I had to guess." She feigned irritation and felt her wife lightly pinch her. Emma giggled at the Mayor's actions. "It didn't hurt...Ow." She mildly chuckled. Regina sat up straight and faced the giddy looking group of girls.

"I think this is more awkward then when I asked Snow and Charming if I could have their daughter's hand in marriage." Regina smiled briefly in amusement with a small shake of her head. The group looked adoringly at the former Evil Queen.

"I still can't believe it was you who proposed." Ruby admitted sweetly.

"Neither can I." Regina muttered in return earning a few chuckles from all the women, even Snow.

"Well I couldn't say no, she makes my daughter happy and...You can't defy true love." Snow stated in a warm tone as she held a comfortable gaze with the brunette. Regina mouthed a 'Thank you' towards her. Snow smiled happily with a small nod, 'You're welcome' she mouthed back. Regina looked on adoringly at the woman she had saved all those years ago from an out of control horse. She only realised not too long ago that if it wasn't for her, she would have never met her true love, Emma Swan.

"Well I couldn't say no either." Emma gazed lovingly into the brown orbs before her before gently capturing her lips in a quick kiss. The pair heard 'Aawwws' surround them once they broke apart. Emma faced everyone with a serious look.

"No, really...I couldn't say no, there was a shot gun in the room." Emma feigned seriousness before breaking out into a beaming smile at the sound of laughter erupting in the room, even coming from Regina. The Mayor leaned into her wife and placed a kiss on her exposed shoulder.

"It was fully loaded as well." Regina mumbled to the group with a warm smile. The women once again fell into a daze of laughter at the pair. They were literally unbelievable the pair of them. They were perfect for each other in every way possible.

"What happened next?" Kathryn chirped up.

"Yeah, keep going!" Ashley encouraged.

Emma nodded with a happy sigh, "Then Regina had to teach me some important things for the first celebration...and it didn't go as planned..."

...

"This one?"

"No."

"How bout this one?"

"Try again."

A low grunt escaped Emma's lips while she scooped all the forks and spoons into her hand.

"Any of these?" She exclaimed as she jiggled the utensils.

"You're hopeless." Regina grumbled impatiently. She pushed herself off the wall and reluctantly sat next to the blond at the dining table.

Emma glared at the Mayor, "Yeah and you mean girl." She attempted a Russian accent.

There were an expensive set of utensils sprawled out across the marble table with the ones required set meticulously alongside the plate residing in front of Emma. Regina had been attempting to teach the obdurate Miss Swan for the past two hours, how to use silverware the professional way. The first celebration they were forced to attend to was a country club in Lewiston, however, this wasn't like any ordinary country club. Regina found that it was more like the festivities they had in the Enchanted Forest, where you'd be required to only engage in small talk, don't pour yourself a drink because you have a waiter to do that for you, little things like that.

Regina sighed heavily, "I will go through it one last time."

She pointed to first fork furthest from Emma, "Salad fork." She moved to the next one, "Dinner fork.". She directed her index finger to the utensil closest to the plate, "Desert fork." Regina glanced a look at the blond who seemed very focused.

Regina gestured towards the right side of the plate. "Dinner knife. Then the appetiser or salad knife, spoon and soup spoon." She reinstated slowly in an attempt to make sure the blond understood which utensil was which. Emma nodded quickly with a 'mmhmph' sound. Regina retracted her hand before straightening herself up, she cleared her throat.

"Point to the dinner fork." She commanded. Emma's eyes darted to the second fork to her left. She pointed at it. Regina gave a small nod at her progress; it's the most they had achieved in the last two hours. "Soup spoon." She instructed. Emma rapidly diverted her hand to the last spoon on her right, she glanced at the brunette who nodded. "Last one, desert fork." Emma scanned her eyes over the forks on the left side of the plate before grabbing the one closest to her. A tight smile left Regina's lips, "Good. You're done." She sighed exhaustingly.

Emma closed her eyes momentarily and slouched back into the chair feeling quite fatigued. "Thank god, I thought I would be here til the early hours of the morning." She sighed.

Regina's nose crinkled, "I would never allow that." She grumbled.

Emma rolled her eyes before turning her head to face the disgusted brunette. "Darling, it's called an expression. Ever heard of one?" She spoke bluntly. Regina's lips pursed and she crossed her arms over her chest. Emma had come to the conclusion that when she folded her arms it was a defensive move. A perplexed expression appeared upon her face at the thought of why the Mayor would seem so defensive. She shrugged the thought away and smirked at the brunette.

"Oh god, what now?" Regina snarled impatiently.

Emma casually shrugged; the smirk remained across her face. "Never mind, please continue." She winked. Regina scoffed before unfolding her arms and crossing her legs under the table.

"There are rules that you must become accustomed to." She started waiting until she had attained Emma's undivided attention.

"There will be approximately 30 people attending and everyone is provided with their own personal waiter." She stated respectively. Emma groaned at the thought of someone doing everything for her. She was the doer type. She didn't require anyone else's assistance at all. Regina mindlessly ignored her and continued.

"If you want a glass refill, ask them. If you want your meat sliced, ask them. If you want to place a specific order, ask them. If you want-" Emma interrupted her.

"If i want them to chew my food, ask them. If I want sex, ask them. I got it." She waved a hand dismissively. Regina's brown orbs pierced into the woman.

"Miss Swan, it is imperative that these celebrations run smoothly and I do not appreciate the sarcasm." She retorted, the fury in her eyes bore through Emma.

"Nor do I appreciate the incessant death glares but we can't always get what we want...Honey." She snarled in return.

"You are driving me insane." Regina moaned, finally losing her usual placid and cold composure. Emma tilted her head slightly, pondering how she was going to respond to the statement.

"Need a mental check-up?" Emma asked nonchalantly with a small smirk brimming her lips. She could out of the corner of her eyes see that the Mayor was about to go on a rage.

"No, Miss Swan. I do not need a mental check-up! I need-" Emma cut in barely even bothered by the Mayor's anger.

"To get laid, I know dear. You should have requested an escort and a prostitute...and asked for the 2 for 1 special." Emma remembered before sending the horrified brunette a salacious wink.

Regina was actually for once in her entire life at loss for words. Emma was completely the polar opposite of her and oddly she couldn't handle the continuous joking around the obnoxious woman always started whenever they began to get into a serious conversation. Regina clenched her fists until they were pale as a ghost. Her jaw clenched tightly with her brown eyes piercing into the emerald pair next to her.

Regina cleared her throat, "Miss Swan, I do not need to get...you know." She mumbled the last part suddenly feeling quite uncomfortable but continued on anyway. "Nor do I need a mental check-up or a prostitute. Understand?" She spoke through gritted teeth. Emma nodded understandingly with a serious expression upon her face. Regina relaxed slightly at observing that she had finally gotten through to the blond.

Emma gave her a sympathetic look and placed her hand on Regina's that was residing on the table. Regina seemed taken aback by the action, however, made no effort to retract her hand. She noticed the sincere expression on her face but was unconvinced when she saw the sparkle in Emma's eyes.

"It's ok, Regina." Emma gave a small smile.

Regina was confused, "What?" Her face crinkled at her misunderstanding of the blond.

Emma gave her hand a gentle squeeze, "People deal with it differently. Many get depressed but you get angry." She spoke soothingly. Albeit she would never admit, the escort's unusual tone melted her insides; however, she still remained to be confused by what the woman was saying.

Regina's eyebrows furrowed, "Many people deal differently with what?" She inquired hurriedly.

Emma sighed silently and quickly looked left and right before leaning closer to Regina, "Menopause..." She whispered. Regina instantly growled with irritation and snatched her hand away from the now giggling blond. She shot up from her chair and proceeded to make her way to the front door.

"You are so fucking unbelievable!" She yelled over her shoulder before wrenching open her front door and storming outside in search of her still windscreen shattered car. She had decided to get it fixed in the morning.

Emma couldn't contain her laughter and so she reached into her bra and pulled out her warm iPhone, "Ewww gross." She chuckled and wiped it on her dress before logging into Facebook. Her eyes widened in excitement as she saw that Graham was online. She quickly clicked inbox and began to send him a message while saying it out aloud.

"The lion's out of her cage." She sent with a throaty chuckle, noticing that the Mayor had indeed left the house.

It wasn't long before she received a reply.

'Hahahahaha...what did u do? ;)'

'I might have mentioned menopause... xD'

'Careful, she'll have ur head on a pike soon :)'

'Not if i have her's first...she'll look great nxt 2 the gnomes in my backyard. D'

'Hahahaha, I bet she would. ;)'

Emma heard the front door open and noticed Regina come through carrying a white dress with a sheet over it, protecting its beauty. She quickly sent one last message to Graham before placing her phone back in her bra. Regina laid out the custom made dress on the table and then diverted her eyes over to Emma. "I need to measure you to make sure that it fits because it's not finished yet." She stated her face impassive while she reached into the pocket of her pencil skirt and pulled out a measuring tape.

Emma turned in her chair and crossed her legs to face Regina. She quirked an eyebrow with an impish grin, "So what exactly are you saying, Madame Mayor?" She spoke seductively while lightly tapping her nails on the marble table.

Regina crossed her arms furiously and continued to glare at the obnoxious blond. She kept herself calm and composed her face still impassive. "Strip." She requested boldly, now sending the smirking blond deathly daggers. Emma obliged as she stood up and moved away from the table. She reached behind her back for the zipper and began to slowly pull it down all the while her eyes were locked with Regina, who was only a few feet away.

"Didn't put you as the rough type, but you seem like someone who's full of surprises..." Emma trailed as she began to shrug off the dress exposing her black lacy bra and matching panties. They still held the eye contact as Emma stepped out of her dress and kicked it away.

Regina broke the gaze and ran the measuring tape through her fingers while she reluctantly walked towards the half-naked blond. However, she couldn't help but scan her eyes over Emma's luscious and perfectly sculpted body. She had a very taut stomach and her chest made Regina gasp slightly.

"Lift your arms." She ordered sternly before moving into Emma's personal space and reaching around her back with the tape and brought it together at the front. She had a perfect view of Emma's chest and unexpectedly felt a heatwave course through her body. Emma smirked at the effect she was having on the Mayor.

"Are you tempted?" She purred her face only inches from the Mayor's. Regina flicked her eyes from the measuring tape to the emerald pair in front of her. She shot her a harsh glare.

"No." She replied sharply while moving to measure Emma's waist.

There was a vibrating noise and Regina quickly glanced up at the source and noticed it was coming from the inside of Emma's bra. The escort chuckled and reached into her bra with the brunette's eyes unknowingly following her. Emma let out a squeal. She looked up at the irked Mayor and cracked a smile. "Graham liked my dp." Regina groaned and rolled her eyes in irritation.

"It's a photo of me riding a mechanical bull. Those things are fricken epic!" She exclaimed excitedly as she momentarily reminisced the moment she lost all of her inhibitions due to a few too many vodka jelly's. Regina simply stared blatantly at the woman, her expression emotionless. However, her eyes told a different story while they roamed Emma's- dare she say it, stunning body. She cleared her throat and diverted her eyes back up to the blond.

"Miss Swan, I currently lack the time and the willingness to endure your callow behaviour." Regina spat bitterly, her eyes bore into Emma's. It was lucid to the escort that she was pushing the woman's buttons...a lot. She sighed unaffected by the menacing stare directed towards her.

"Just let me make a new status and then we will continue." Emma chirped and began tapping her iPhone rapidly. She pondered for a moment about what her status was going to be, after darting her eyes around the mansion she rested her gaze on the Mayor who seemed to be struggling to maintain control over her fury.

Emma smirked, "Women are like iPhones, you have to touch them all over to respond..." She trailed while eyeing the Mayor up and down. Regina stood uncomfortably under the predatory gaze especially since the blond had no clothes on and seemed to have no desire to put any on.

"Men are like Blackberry's, rub one ball and everything moves." She laughed as she typed the last of her status and posted it. She sighed happily while intentionally placing her phone back in her bra teasingly. She abruptly frowned at a thought that crossed her mind, "You know..." She pointed at the Mayor, "I remember the day when apple and blackberry were just fruit." She nodded while Regina blatantly stared at the blond her face void of emotion.

"Miss Swan, I am not in the mood. So let's finish this, now." She snarled and paced over towards her. She wrapped the tape around her waist again and quickly made sure that it was accurate before noting down the measurement in her head. She felt Emma move forward, nearly brushing up against her.

"Are you still tempted?" She purred seductively. The Mayor refused to meet the blonds' eyes. Her posture became very stiff and Emma noticed. She rolled her eyes, this Mayor was no fun. At all.

Emma raised her hands in the air, "Suit yourself, I can get off other ways anyway." She whispered into the Mayor's ear. Regina quickly took a step back and recomposed her flushed self.

"I'm done. I'll make some alterations to the dress so it'll be ready for tomorrow." She summed up with a curt nod.

Emma shrugged and proceeded to put her dress back on. "I'm sure you know the way out." Regina muttered before walking out of the dining room and began making her way up the stairs. The escort sighed tiredly and brushed down her dress before casually walking through the mansion on her way out. She halted at the door and glanced one look at the stairs; she shook her head with an impeccable grin before moving out into the cool night. Regina was going to be a tough nut to crack but she was ready for the challenge.